“The world is dictated by our desires rather than our thoughts. The prior puts the latter in motion.”―Sarah Noffke, Awoken

A day cramped up with
too many classes and work. Returning home after 12 hours’ worth of activity, I
take a quick but relaxing, steamy bath and flop down onto bed with only a
shower gown draped loosely around my tired body, my face finally free of makeup
that was erasing itself with time anyway and hair dripping wet with the
familiar scent of my favorite shampoo. Without the physical nor mental strength
left in me to even crawl underneath the warmth of my sheets, I fall dead asleep
just like that – petty worries about life melting away into a heap of pillows. My
day, though, has yet to end. With my drowning consciousness, my subconscious
takes a trip through strange artifacts of dreamed images in a rather familiar
world.

A guy I vaguely
recognize. But he’s actually someone I know really well – just something about
him, although I can’t make out exactly what, is changed. It’s making me
confused. We’re on a roller coaster together, very front seat just the two of
us, making out. Our surrounding is only a blur. It’s as if we’re flying through
a rapid forward of images. My body is taken over by the ride's G force combined with
the adrenaline-infused rush from his intricate strokes of sensuality – it’s a truly frightening drive, though, and
I’m screaming my lungs out – inside – because my lips are too busy with unsteady, unsure passion. I look up at
the guy in between our intimacy, searching his face for answers, but his face
is void of all expressions – his eyes sort of empty. The roller coaster then slows
down and enters through a translucent tube, but there’s a crack a little ways
up the track. Fear overcasts all other emotions, and just when I think we’re
going to fall through the crack and die, I jerk awake from sleep.

Such vivid, memorable
dreams occur in the rapid-eye movement (REM) stage of sleep. Brain activity is
high, resembling that of being awake – there is a continuous movement of the
eyes, contrary to the eyes of the guy from my dream. The reason why I was able
to remember this particular dream so well is probably due to the fact that I
was awakened during this REM phase. Many dreams are immediately or quickly forgotten,
though, sometimes to the point where we falsely conclude that we had not dreamed
at all. These dreams, whether they be fairly ordinary or overly surreal, have
been seen to be linked to the unconscious mind – arousing fear, excitement,
magical wonders, sexual instincts, whatever it may be in the dreamer. What
happens in dreams are normally outside the control of the dreamer – if
otherwise, I would have been able to stop the roller coaster from falling at my
own will. I, personally, endorse the Freudian theory of dreams – interpreting the
contents of my dreams as manifestations of my deepest desires and anxieties,
kind of comparable to how drowned consciousness from alcohol consumption brings
out our hidden desires and emotions. Perhaps, there is reason for me to really ponder
over my true feelings for this guy…

"Dream". The American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition. 2000. Retrieved May 7, 2009.